After the shooting training, there are still 2 days left before the end of the military training.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ling Feng and the others were still standing in a military posture.

It's just that this time is different from the past, more than a dozen lucky people don't have to stand in a military posture and leave the sports field with other instructors.

And among them happens to be Ling Feng and Li Bingze.

As soon as a team of more than a dozen students walked out of the playground, Li Bingze touched Ling Feng with his elbow.

"Hey, Ling Feng, you said, the instructor didn't let us stand in a military posture, why are we going?"

"I guess it's coolie, but it's definitely not a good thing anyway. ”

"You crow's mouth, why can't you think about the bright side. ”

"Maybe let's go to the girls' side to help. ”

Ling Feng glanced at Li Bingze, "I'm thinking too much about you!"

At this time, there were only two instructors and thousands of students left on the sports field.

Everyone wondered, what the hell were the dozen or so people doing, and was there something good waiting for them?

......

Ten minutes later, the team came to the school gate.

A green military pickup truck was seen parked outside the school.

Subsequently, the instructor arranged for several students to unload their things from the pockets of the car.

Someone saw something and cried out with a "wow".

"What the hell is your name! Quickly unload your things and count them. The instructor reprimanded.

"Look, I told you a long time ago, there is a good thing! You still don't believe it, now that the facts are in front of you, you are dumbfounded!" Li Bingze said proudly in a low voice.

He really guessed it, Ling Feng had nothing to say.

After the handover procedures were completed, the instructor gave an order, and each person carried a few and walked back to the sports field.

......

Half an hour later.

The instructor reappeared on the playing field. The dozen or so classmates behind him, each carrying a few rifles, walked to the sports field panting.

More than a dozen students walked to the rostrum, put down their rifles in turn, and after placing them neatly, they rubbed their shoulders and ran towards their team.

"Well, isn't this errand good?" Ling Feng quipped.

Li Bingze's shoulder was strangled by the rifle for a few marks, and he was still not to be outdone, "That's a real gun!

"Why didn't you say it earlier, if you knew it, I would have given you a few more, so that you can experience it!"

"Get out, get out of here, get out of here!"

The instructors returned to their respective teams and looked at the time.

"Alright, it's almost time, let's rest for a while. ”

After the disbandment, many students ran directly to the rifles on the rostrum.

"Is this gun for us? Is there another shooting practice?"

"But that's too little, isn't it?"

"What kind of rifle is this? It looks so old. ”

"It's not as pleasing to the eye as yesterday's pistol. Let's go, don't look at it. ”

......

After all, everyone just experienced a semi-automatic pistol yesterday, and looking at the pile of "broken copper and iron" in front of them, they can't arouse interest.

"Can you touch it?"

"Whatever! Anyway, the instructor didn't say you can't touch it!"

After someone took the lead in picking up the rifle, the remaining students followed suit.

"Isn't this a Type 56 rifle?" said one of the classmates who squeezed out of the crowd and picked up a rifle on the ground.

"Type 56 rifle?" everyone looked at the classmate suspiciously.

"Yes, its full name is, Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

It is an improvement of our country on the famous Soviet gun SKS semi-automatic rifle.

Compared with SKS, it is lighter, more accurate, and more stable. ”

When Ling Feng heard this, he looked at the classmate with admiration.

The students of Jiaotong University are really unusual, and their knowledge of firearms is so rich.

But the good times didn't last long, just when that classmate introduced the rifle.

The instructors walked over to the rostrum and looked at the students who were playing with guns.

"If you like a rifle, you can hold it if you like it!"

"Really?" the classmates looked incredulous.

The instructors nodded.

Those students instantly felt that the instructor at this moment was so friendly, so understanding, and peaceful.

Just played with it brightly.

One of the instructors looked at the classmate who had just introduced the firearms, "I can't see it, you kid knows a lot of things!"

The classmate scratched the back of his head, "I know a little bit about fur, it's just fur." ”

"Pretty modest!"

"No, no. ”

While everyone was chatting, the rest of the instructors blew their whistles and returned to their teams.

Only one instructor remained in front of the podium.

When the students heard the whistle, they put down their rifles and prepared to leave, but were stopped by the instructor.

"Alas, what are you guys running, don't you like guns? ”

Those classmates secretly screamed that they were not good and were fooled.

You look at me, I look at you.

It turns out that the instructor is still the same instructor! It's not friendly at all.

I had to start begging for mercy, "Instructor, just spare us, we won't dare next time." ”

The instructor clasped his hands over his chest and looked at them, "Do you want to have a next time?"

"No, no, we don't dare anymore, you just spare us, let's go to training. ，”

"What kind of training are you still training, just hold a gun here. Besides, holding a gun is also a kind of training!

Don't you like guns, is one enough? If not, I'll add another one to you. ”

Those classmates immediately turned pale, "Enough, enough!"

What are you kidding, I'm afraid this empty gun weighs 7 pounds or 8 pounds, and if you have another one, won't your arm be useless?

"What's your name?" the instructor asked the classmate who had just introduced the gun.

"Report to the instructor, my name is Green. ”

"Green, computer application major?" the instructor thought for a moment, "In your military theory class, you were the last to answer the question?"

"Report to the instructor, it's me. ”

"You kid can!"

"Thank you, instructor, for the compliment. ”

Seeing that the instructor was impressed with him, Greene boldly asked, "Instructor, how long do we need to serve?"

"How long? Don't you guys like guns?

Those classmates immediately frowned and begged bitterly.

"Don't, Instructor, we know it's wrong. Our hands are numb, and if we continue to hold them, we will probably lose them. ”

"It's only been a few minutes! Why didn't you shout when I was playing? ”

Greene thought for a moment and said, "Instructor, if I dismantle this and put it back on, can you let us go back to the team?"

When the instructor heard this, he immediately became interested, "You kid still have this technology, come, then you can tear one down and show me!"

Greene put down his rifle and rubbed his shoulders to move his fingers.

"Hurry up, Mally. ”

I saw Greene squatting down, re-selecting a rifle, quickly opening the hood, removing the parts, without the slightest panic and hesitation, every movement was orderly.

After more than ten seconds, Greene finished disassembling the Type 56 rifle and glanced up at the instructor.

The other students around him were stunned when they saw Green's skillful movements! They couldn't believe that all this was true, and they rubbed their eyes vigorously.

The instructor nodded, and Greene quickly picked up the parts on the ground and filled them back with unmistakable accuracy.

After the other students rubbed their eyes, they saw that Greene was about to load the gun, sighed, and had to be forced to accept the facts in front of them.

After another dozen seconds, Greene handed over the loaded rifle to the instructor for inspection.

After the instructor took the gun, he pulled the safety bolt and loaded it.

"Are you familiar with the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle? or are you familiar with all the Type 56 guns?"

"Fully automatic is not as familiar as semi-automatic, but it can also be disassembled! It's just that the machine gun used in that squad is not good, and I haven't touched it a few times. Greene scratched the back of his head.

The instructor was even more interested, "Then how did you learn to disassemble the gun?"

"My uncle taught.

My grandfather and uncle were both soldiers, and my cousin was admitted to a military school this year.

Originally, my grandfather planned to let me go to a military school, but I was afraid of hardship, so I secretly changed my volunteer.

After the notice came down, they had no choice but to give up and let me go to a regular university. ”

Greene recalls that when his grandfather received the admission letter, he was furious, and he still has some heart palpitations when he thinks about it now.

After listening to this, the instructor's face was a little solemn, and he thought for a while: "Then do you have any plans after graduation?"

"Instructor, I'm only a freshman! Isn't it too early to talk about what will happen after graduation? Anyway, I still don't want to be a soldier now. ”

The instructor sneered.

"Then you'd better keep your guns here!" he said, turning and leaving.

Greene was overwhelmed.

Didn't we just talk about it?

The others were even more confused, thinking that Greene would convince the instructor to let them go back!

Now it seems that it can only continue to hold.

It's really unlucky, I didn't come here to join in the fun if I knew it.

The instructor thought as he walked.

It's a pity that such a good seedling doesn't go to be a soldier.